Sunday, December 28, 2003

I've just painted half my room faded red and the other white. i'm still working on it to get it to look visitor friendly. pissed off me parents cos they can't take it *shrug* I wish them the best of health.

Friday, December 26, 2003

its almost the end of the damn year and i tot the dark spell over my finance will end with it. it just happens so that it didnt end fast enough and me bike got stolen even though i locked it in a very public place. earlier on 2 grands leaked from my account cos I mistrusted a human being which shouln't be one. otherwise i'll be in UK now but then again, as Pangloss (the philosopher in Voltaire's Candide) said, everything happened for the better.

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

I grind my teeth so much my head is exploding. even my eyeballs are hurting, sockets aching. feel this chasm caving in, crushing. ouch. i pour out the hundeds of CDs to find a cure only to aggravate that obssessive compulsive gnashing. dont wanna see anyone. need something to help me sleep in peace. did i tell you some comiczine writer hypothesized Kurt Cobain to die of lactose intolerant with evidences collected from Nirvana's lyrics? i wonder if anyone can die of caffeine overdose. Oh Holy Thom Yorke!! How bout u save my life n stop the polystyrene man from wearing my teeth out and blowing my head through the ceiling. I tot I saw an angel at clark quay on sunday...a white young man with long golden hair (how Christmasty) with his chick. i think of angels the whole day--stone ones. wish i had stolen some before Bidadari was exhumed (maybe they are still there). those stones looked so depressed; must be pissed off with being pissed at.